November 6th, 2007

suffocating in here

Je pense à toi.

Basically, in the last week, I have written 36 pages of a variety of academic papers (in three languages!) and 19 pages of my novel. I haven't even had the time to touch my novel since last Friday. Fortunately, I don't have any more papers to write this week, so I can focus on my novel, starting... after class. Sigh. Of course, I still gotta read The Brothers Karamazov and Anna Karenina... by today... excuse me while I go slit my wrists.

Last night the power went out at about 10:45. I was on campus at the time, and fortunately it came back on. The C-Store closed well before midnight, which sucked a lot of ass, because goddammit I was fucking starving! I then walked home. However, the power was still out in my neighborhood, so I walked up a big hill in the complete dark, my way lit only by the light of the moon. The stars were amazing. It was ridiculously creepy and probably one of the top five experiences of my life.

Sometimes I don't know why I'm here, and I just want to drop out of college and move to Siberia and write. Then I write a fucking shitload of papers and realize that the relief that they are all done is worth all of the stress and bullshit.
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